self-conscious in the beginning, but he claimed it was just something he’d always done. I was starting to realize just how many things I’d been missing.
Chapter Four
I woke up with Darrios spooning me. I smiled to myself. It felt much too good inside his arms. Hearing him sigh, I shifted a little, not wanting to give the moment up yet, when he pulled me closer.
My eyes popped open when I felt his rock-hard erection up against me. I stayed still for a moment then I pushed back into him a little. He didn’t move. I moved back a little more and I felt him stir. He pulled away, getting up rather suddenly. He padded off into the bathroom without a word. I sighed, a little disappointed.
He came back a few minutes later, washed up and dressed. His hair was pulled back into a ponytail and he had shaved. He smiled when he saw I was awake. Crawling onto the bed toward me on his hands and knees, he kissed me.
“Rise and shine, beautiful,” he said cheerfully.
I threw my arm up over my face. “Ugh, I can just imagine how beautiful I look right now,” I replied.
He gave me a cockeyed look. “You do. What’s the matter, Gregg doesn’t like the pillow-mussed look?”
Just by the shocked look on my face, I’d revealed to Darrios that he was exactly right. Damn it!
“You gotta be kidding,” he said, disgusted.
“He has a thing about his hair...and mine, in the morning. He likes a fresh start...you know, get up, brush our teeth, get rid of the morning breath, wash...”
“Yeah, I know,” Darrios said quietly, moving closer to me. “I think he’s a fool. And he’s missing out.”
Taking my face in his hands, he kissed me deeply, lingering right there near my face. “I think you are incredibly sexy in the morning...morning breath and all.”
I laughed, nervously, not knowing what to say. I definitely was not used to all these compliments. Stupidly, I said so. Darrios leaned back and said, “Well I think that’s a damn shame.”
“Can we please talk about something else? I don’t want to spend my last day here talking about Gregg,” I said a little too loudly.
Darrios gave me a puzzled look but didn’t say anything.
I lowered my voice. “Last night you said it had been a long time since you'd been with a woman.”
He nodded.
“How long? What, a month, two months?”
“More like three years,” he admitted.
“Why? I mean...you seemed to enjoy yourself, and God knows everything you did, you did very, very well. I don’t understand.”
He sighed, a sad expression passing over his face. “It’s a long story, Maggie.” He smiled, then, and said, “Let’s just say you fixed me. Boy did you fix me!”
I laughed a little and let it go. Whatever it was, it was obviously a painful memory.
Darrios suggested we go get some breakfast. I smiled and got up. By the time I came out of the bathroom, he’d draped a fresh T-shirt, a new pair of underwear, and even a bra over the back of the chair for me. I smiled to myself. He came walking back into the bedroom and leaned against the doorjamb.
“They fit perfectly,” he said, pleased.
“How did you know what size bra I wear?”
He smiled wickedly, cupping my breasts in his hands. “I took pretty good measurements last night,” he whispered. He leaned down and kissed me. I rolled my eyes.
****
Darrios was anxious to get going. He claimed we had far too much to see and not enough time to see it in. I reminded him that time passed by more slowly here. Surprisingly, he took my hands in his, kissed my knuckles, and said, “It doesn’t matter how much time we have...I still want more.”
My breath hitched in my throat. It was almost annoying how just his words and a simple look from him could affect me so totally, overcoming my entire body with a heavy, molten heat.
He took my hand as we headed out. We walked down Rosewood Lane to Main Street then turned and headed in the direction of the mountains. The weather was perfect, warm with a gentle
Chapter Four
I woke up with Darrios spooning me. I smiled to myself. It felt much too good inside his arms. Hearing him sigh, I shifted a little, not wanting to give the moment up yet, when he pulled me closer.
My eyes popped open when I felt his rock-hard erection up against me. I stayed still for a moment then I pushed back into him a little. He didn’t move. I moved back a little more and I felt him stir. He pulled away, getting up rather suddenly. He padded off into the bathroom without a word. I sighed, a little disappointed.
He came back a few minutes later, washed up and dressed. His hair was pulled back into a ponytail and he had shaved. He smiled when he saw I was awake. Crawling onto the bed toward me on his hands and knees, he kissed me.
“Rise and shine, beautiful,” he said cheerfully.
I threw my arm up over my face. “Ugh, I can just imagine how beautiful I look right now,” I replied.
He gave me a cockeyed look. “You do. What’s the matter, Gregg doesn’t like the pillow-mussed look?”
Just by the shocked look on my face, I’d revealed to Darrios that he was exactly right. Damn it!
“You gotta be kidding,” he said, disgusted.
“He has a thing about his hair...and mine, in the morning. He likes a fresh start...you know, get up, brush our teeth, get rid of the morning breath, wash...”
“Yeah, I know,” Darrios said quietly, moving closer to me. “I think he’s a fool. And he’s missing out.”
Taking my face in his hands, he kissed me deeply, lingering right there near my face. “I think you are incredibly sexy in the morning...morning breath and all.”
I laughed, nervously, not knowing what to say. I definitely was not used to all these compliments. Stupidly, I said so. Darrios leaned back and said, “Well I think that’s a damn shame.”
“Can we please talk about something else? I don’t want to spend my last day here talking about Gregg,” I said a little too loudly.
Darrios gave me a puzzled look but didn’t say anything.
I lowered my voice. “Last night you said it had been a long time since you'd been with a woman.”
He nodded.
“How long? What, a month, two months?”
“More like three years,” he admitted.
“Why? I mean...you seemed to enjoy yourself, and God knows everything you did, you did very, very well. I don’t understand.”
He sighed, a sad expression passing over his face. “It’s a long story, Maggie.” He smiled, then, and said, “Let’s just say you fixed me. Boy did you fix me!”
I laughed a little and let it go. Whatever it was, it was obviously a painful memory.
Darrios suggested we go get some breakfast. I smiled and got up. By the time I came out of the bathroom, he’d draped a fresh T-shirt, a new pair of underwear, and even a bra over the back of the chair for me. I smiled to myself. He came walking back into the bedroom and leaned against the doorjamb.
“They fit perfectly,” he said, pleased.
“How did you know what size bra I wear?”
He smiled wickedly, cupping my breasts in his hands. “I took pretty good measurements last night,” he whispered. He leaned down and kissed me. I rolled my eyes.
****
Darrios was anxious to get going. He claimed we had far too much to see and not enough time to see it in. I reminded him that time passed by more slowly here. Surprisingly, he took my hands in his, kissed my knuckles, and said, “It doesn’t matter how much time we have...I still want more.”
My breath hitched in my throat. It was almost annoying how just his words and a simple look from him could affect me so totally, overcoming my entire body with a heavy, molten heat.
He took my hand as we headed out. We walked down Rosewood Lane to Main Street then turned and headed in the direction of the mountains. The weather was perfect, warm with a gentle
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